Kids are the only thing that matter. They're the only reason for this whole man-woman drama!
So everyone is getting married, huh? Even if everyone isn't getting married, some have gotten married or some are about to. And, btw what's with the whole drama, like why is a marriage seen by an individual, as some sort of a fuckin' way to see themselves in a KJo movie? What's with the hourly long, poorly choreographed, eerily cheesily recited romantic lines that people who decided to attend your wedding have to go through? Oh the social media bug is big, it's like every man is his own poor man's version of Hugh Grant & what not! Hey you got married great! have a great life! make lots of love and lot less babies, but stop pushing it down people's throats. Exaggeration works to a point, that too if you're the heir apparent to the British throne.. If anything, it is just a certificate based on certain superfluous moral values intrinsically cultured into the human mind, of the so called ideal way for a man & woman to live together & have babies & yet be a part of the society, but hey who needs the society?
Well, if the common good has got to make up fairy tales, then it’s not good for anybody.
Conventional wisdom, will always talk off hope! Hope of reconciling with the lost ones, meeting new ones, hope of better life, that you will make more money, known by more people, more important people, make more money, fall in love, be friends, be happy be fulfilled, fuck that! What's fulfillment & how do you define it? A layman would call it happiness, but does it exist? Isn't happiness a moment before you want more happiness? Nothing is ever fulfilled, not until the very end & there is no closure in this world. Nothing is ever over. You see why? What would drive you to live, if you got fulfilled.. so you gotta tell yourself stories that violate every goddamn law of the universe just to get through the day, that tomorrow would be better..ok this happened today, this should cultivate in an even better tomorrow. Where does it stop? Someone rightly mimbled about advertising has got us chasing things, we can do without, by getting out of bed, slogging to make money for someone else & in return be expected to feel gratitude for having got the opportunity.
Not that I am immune to hope. If anything I have hoped more fiercely than some of the other people I know, to know that hope could be the worst thing a man could do unto himself. But then sometimes I feel that, as a human, hope is so deeply sedated into our psyches, like it is inherent & then I will wrap all of mine, in the form of a new travel destination & get moving & I have consider myself lucky enough to have found places & people who could make me want to stay, the places & people I carry in my thoughts. If anything I sure hope I am relieved of that, once there is no more of life is left to be lived. Still I guess, you know you are doing it better, till you can look back at something, eliminate the scope of it being good or bad & say to yourself , alright that was something!
People incapable of guilt usually do have a good time.
History exists, only because we are aware of it. Human consciousness if anything, is an accident when it comes to the process of evolution. See we are trapped in a circle of time. We are stuck in places we don't belong to, trying to find ways to correct the things that shouldn't have been in the first place. See when you hold onto history, you only reduce it to a sadder version of itself. Like one of the subtle things about the Harry Potter series, the resurrection stone, how it could bring back the dead, but the dead would always be sad, because they don't belong to this world. Nostalgia has driven to tears, more people than onions. Our memory records things & depending on their relevancy to us, it assigns them values, based on which it decides which ones to store where & how important is each one of the files. Everyone wears their hunger & haunt in the eyes, gotta be honest about it to themselves though, about what's stored up their, in the locked room or the memory. Nostalgia, it takes us to those memories, acts like the interface, that makes everything that has ever occurred accessible to our present memory. It could result in anything joy, guilt, regret, resentment & worst of all anger. Imagine, if conscious came with a question of having the changes made to the file saved daily, how many of you would choose yes?
Look, as sentient meat, however illusory our identities are, we craft those identities by making value judgements. Everybody judges all the time. Now, you got a problem with that, you’re living wrong.
No one wants to be judgmental, yet we fail to acknowledge the fact, that it is almost humanely impossible to not judge. Our identities, a business's brand, it is all based on what people think of us, about how they judge. It is a different matter though, we develop a cynicism regarding their judgment unless it matches to our own. Imho, the importance of a person's judgment regarding us is often in proportion to the importance of that person to us. Friends & family generally topping the list there. People want to be told so badly as to what to do, they will just listen to anybody. We all have a gene deep certainity of being someone, the idea of a being is deeply ingrained in our minds, whereas everybody is a nobody. Once you're gone, in it's own time the essence of your existence will be gone! There will be nothing left, of you or anybody else around you. If anything play your part in any process and play it like most others won't be able to.
Sometimes I think I’m just not good for people, that it’s not good for them to be around me. I wear ‘em down. They… they get unhappy.
Look, I consider myself a realist but I am open to the possibility of coming across as a pessimist. I can't say anything just to please someone. I can't pretend to smile, I can't pretend to be enjoying a meal when I am not. Like I remember, being at the receiving end of a lecture about doing things with the family & stuff & like how important was it for a human to develop. If anything, man beyond a certain age living with a family can be a bad thing. A family is a good thing, but like most good things we grow used to having them around. Thatswhy family & friends become important, they develop into a comfort zone that could be returned to. But how does one push his boundaries truly unless there is no option of a return. We realize that as human, there are choices at times between no two rights but rather two wrongs, circumstances we can't control, consequences we don't agree with, dreams that are supposed to be just dreams & people who didn't stay. We realize how futile it is to fight certain things & that it would rather just be better to sit there, deep in solitude, accept them & live with them.The best people around you, they will manage to stay one way or the other & those are the people you want around, because the less people you have to deal with, the less shit you have to deal with.
If the only thing keeping a person decent is the expectation of a divine reward then, brother, that person is a piece of shit.
Imagine a world without God! Insane right? So many people having to give up on the idea of one supreme being, the all conquering, omnipotent supernatural caretaker of us, of the world. Wouldn't that be some world, eh? The one who sees, the one who rewards, the one who punishes & the one who delivers justice, bullshit. We fail to help ourselves so many times, yet we believe someone else might. Morality is the way the world expects us to behave, & the world naturally expects you to be afraid of that supernatural being, in a way minding your own actions & understanding their consequences. What I fail to understand, what if the world is full of such people, what about the possibility of them waking up one day ready to accept that god didn't exist? You see, nothing would change, people will do the same thing, they do now, just out in the open. There is no such thing as forgiveness, people just have short memories.
This is a world where nothing is solved. You know, someone once told me time is a flat circle. Everything we’ve ever done or will do, we’re gonna do over and over and over again..
--Rustin Spencer Cohle (True Detective)
So everyone is getting married, huh? Even if everyone isn't getting married, some have gotten married or some are about to. And, btw what's with the whole drama, like why is a marriage seen by an individual, as some sort of a fuckin' way to see themselves in a KJo movie? What's with the hourly long, poorly choreographed, eerily cheesily recited romantic lines that people who decided to attend your wedding have to go through? Oh the social media bug is big, it's like every man is his own poor man's version of Hugh Grant & what not! Hey you got married great! have a great life! make lots of love and lot less babies, but stop pushing it down people's throats. Exaggeration works to a point, that too if you're the heir apparent to the British throne.. If anything, it is just a certificate based on certain superfluous moral values intrinsically cultured into the human mind, of the so called ideal way for a man & woman to live together & have babies & yet be a part of the society, but hey who needs the society?
Well, if the common good has got to make up fairy tales, then it’s not good for anybody.
Conventional wisdom, will always talk off hope! Hope of reconciling with the lost ones, meeting new ones, hope of better life, that you will make more money, known by more people, more important people, make more money, fall in love, be friends, be happy be fulfilled, fuck that! What's fulfillment & how do you define it? A layman would call it happiness, but does it exist? Isn't happiness a moment before you want more happiness? Nothing is ever fulfilled, not until the very end & there is no closure in this world. Nothing is ever over. You see why? What would drive you to live, if you got fulfilled.. so you gotta tell yourself stories that violate every goddamn law of the universe just to get through the day, that tomorrow would be better..ok this happened today, this should cultivate in an even better tomorrow. Where does it stop? Someone rightly mimbled about advertising has got us chasing things, we can do without, by getting out of bed, slogging to make money for someone else & in return be expected to feel gratitude for having got the opportunity.
Not that I am immune to hope. If anything I have hoped more fiercely than some of the other people I know, to know that hope could be the worst thing a man could do unto himself. But then sometimes I feel that, as a human, hope is so deeply sedated into our psyches, like it is inherent & then I will wrap all of mine, in the form of a new travel destination & get moving & I have consider myself lucky enough to have found places & people who could make me want to stay, the places & people I carry in my thoughts. If anything I sure hope I am relieved of that, once there is no more of life is left to be lived. Still I guess, you know you are doing it better, till you can look back at something, eliminate the scope of it being good or bad & say to yourself , alright that was something!
People incapable of guilt usually do have a good time.
History exists, only because we are aware of it. Human consciousness if anything, is an accident when it comes to the process of evolution. See we are trapped in a circle of time. We are stuck in places we don't belong to, trying to find ways to correct the things that shouldn't have been in the first place. See when you hold onto history, you only reduce it to a sadder version of itself. Like one of the subtle things about the Harry Potter series, the resurrection stone, how it could bring back the dead, but the dead would always be sad, because they don't belong to this world. Nostalgia has driven to tears, more people than onions. Our memory records things & depending on their relevancy to us, it assigns them values, based on which it decides which ones to store where & how important is each one of the files. Everyone wears their hunger & haunt in the eyes, gotta be honest about it to themselves though, about what's stored up their, in the locked room or the memory. Nostalgia, it takes us to those memories, acts like the interface, that makes everything that has ever occurred accessible to our present memory. It could result in anything joy, guilt, regret, resentment & worst of all anger. Imagine, if conscious came with a question of having the changes made to the file saved daily, how many of you would choose yes?
Look, as sentient meat, however illusory our identities are, we craft those identities by making value judgements. Everybody judges all the time. Now, you got a problem with that, you’re living wrong.
No one wants to be judgmental, yet we fail to acknowledge the fact, that it is almost humanely impossible to not judge. Our identities, a business's brand, it is all based on what people think of us, about how they judge. It is a different matter though, we develop a cynicism regarding their judgment unless it matches to our own. Imho, the importance of a person's judgment regarding us is often in proportion to the importance of that person to us. Friends & family generally topping the list there. People want to be told so badly as to what to do, they will just listen to anybody. We all have a gene deep certainity of being someone, the idea of a being is deeply ingrained in our minds, whereas everybody is a nobody. Once you're gone, in it's own time the essence of your existence will be gone! There will be nothing left, of you or anybody else around you. If anything play your part in any process and play it like most others won't be able to.
Sometimes I think I’m just not good for people, that it’s not good for them to be around me. I wear ‘em down. They… they get unhappy.
Look, I consider myself a realist but I am open to the possibility of coming across as a pessimist. I can't say anything just to please someone. I can't pretend to smile, I can't pretend to be enjoying a meal when I am not. Like I remember, being at the receiving end of a lecture about doing things with the family & stuff & like how important was it for a human to develop. If anything, man beyond a certain age living with a family can be a bad thing. A family is a good thing, but like most good things we grow used to having them around. Thatswhy family & friends become important, they develop into a comfort zone that could be returned to. But how does one push his boundaries truly unless there is no option of a return. We realize that as human, there are choices at times between no two rights but rather two wrongs, circumstances we can't control, consequences we don't agree with, dreams that are supposed to be just dreams & people who didn't stay. We realize how futile it is to fight certain things & that it would rather just be better to sit there, deep in solitude, accept them & live with them.The best people around you, they will manage to stay one way or the other & those are the people you want around, because the less people you have to deal with, the less shit you have to deal with.
If the only thing keeping a person decent is the expectation of a divine reward then, brother, that person is a piece of shit.
Imagine a world without God! Insane right? So many people having to give up on the idea of one supreme being, the all conquering, omnipotent supernatural caretaker of us, of the world. Wouldn't that be some world, eh? The one who sees, the one who rewards, the one who punishes & the one who delivers justice, bullshit. We fail to help ourselves so many times, yet we believe someone else might. Morality is the way the world expects us to behave, & the world naturally expects you to be afraid of that supernatural being, in a way minding your own actions & understanding their consequences. What I fail to understand, what if the world is full of such people, what about the possibility of them waking up one day ready to accept that god didn't exist? You see, nothing would change, people will do the same thing, they do now, just out in the open. There is no such thing as forgiveness, people just have short memories.
This is a world where nothing is solved. You know, someone once told me time is a flat circle. Everything we’ve ever done or will do, we’re gonna do over and over and over again..
--Rustin Spencer Cohle (True Detective)
